But He's So Handsome

Jingzhe is a eunuch. Well, a fake eunuch. That’s a secret. An even more troublesome secret is that he’s gotten involved with a palace guard. The guard is handsome, and has a fiery temper. Of course, there’s a reason Jingzhe got involved with him. Jingzhe was terribly unlucky and got saddled with a strange System that issued him a string of tasks he had no chance of completing. Worse still, failing a task came with a punishment! Worse than that, the first time he failed, there was another unlucky guy right beside him, all wrapped up! But... the unlucky guy was pretty good-looking. Too bad he had a terrible temper. A really terrible one. * Jingzhe didn’t know whether he’d lost his mind or come down with something. Why had he gotten himself into this mess? Maybe it was because the man was handsome. And exceptionally beautiful. When someone dragged him out of the Cold Palace and forced him to his knees, the blood soaking the ground stained his clothes red. Someone came walking through the sticky, thick blood and pulled him to his feet. As Jingzhe lifted his head and revealed his face The emperor, with the exact same face as the beautiful guard, stared at him without expression. A bloodied hand brushed his cheek. “What are you afraid of?” He breathed in the scent of Jingzhe’s neck. His cold, damp breath made Jingzhe shudder. “Don’t you like me?” Jingzhe regretted it so much. If only he’d known, if only he’d known, he would have... Friend: “You would’ve stopped fooling around?” Jingzhe: “...But he’s gorgeous!” Friend: “You’re hopeless.” 【Before you read】 Both leads are inexperienced. The gong is crazy and has no moral limits. The story has an old-fashioned feel. If you don’t like the plot, don’t force yourself to keep reading. Please drop it. (You can call the author a pervert, but please don’t insult me personally. *Bows*) New upcoming novel: Help, the Regent Is Catching Up to Me. If you like it, please add it to your collection! 01 The day Yang Yan realized he was the shou protagonist of a melodramatic novel, he had already stepped into the starting point of the story: Hantan Academy. Hantan Academy was a place scholars from every dynasty dreamed of attending. Its students were all rich or noble, except Yang Yan, who got in because his legitimate elder brother had gone crazy. Now Yang Yan understood why this opportunity had landed in his lap. Luckily, the story had only just begun. Yang Yan still had plenty of time to avoid the plot. After all, just looking at the original story was enough to make him faint... The other protagonist gong was an utterly evil lunatic. Nalan Jin, the protagonist gong. The youngest brother of the current emperor, he was sent to Hantan Academy by the emperor to smooth out his temper, but everyone there ended up as his playthings. As the shou protagonist, Yang Yan would be the toy he cherished most. Yang Yan: I can’t afford to mess with him, so I’ll just stay out of his way. 02 Nalan Jin had known since childhood that this world was merely the setting of a book, and that he was its protagonist. After all, ever since he was young, there had been far too many people trying to kill him. So many, in fact, that even his emperor brother couldn’t take it anymore and sent him to Hantan Academy. Those people who called themselves transmigrators were pathetic and cowardly. They were easy to break, and not much fun. Nalan Jin had grown tired of killing them, until one day, a transmigrator couldn’t take his torment anymore and let slip a huge secret. There were two protagonists in this book. Besides Nalan Jin, there was another protagonist who was supposed to be entangled with him until death. Heh, interesting. Nalan Jin wore a vicious, cruel smile. So there was another little treasure? But how had someone so interesting never appeared in all the years since the story began? 03 Yang Yan had considered every possibility, but never imagined that on top of the terrifying truth that the world was a novel, there were also such frightening beings as people who had transmigrated into a book. When Nalan Jin found him, Yang Yan could think of nothing but a few huge words: I’m! So! Dead! Nalan Jin singled him out to be his study companion. The protagonist gong from the book was terrifying, but in front of Yang Yan, although he was ill-tempered, he wasn’t quite as monstrous as the story made him out to be. Sometimes, he was even a little cute. But the truth was that a moment’s carelessness could be fatal. When Yang Yan saw the transmigrators dying one by one right before his eyes, his face turned deathly pale. Nalan Jin tilted his head in confusion, held his face, and smiled as he said, “Sweetheart, shouldn’t you be standing on my side?” After all, you and I are the only ones in this world who are alike. 04 It was winter when Yang Yan faked his death and ran away. It was freezing. Lying quietly in his coffin, he listened to the man’s outbursts, sometimes cruel, sometimes furious, and felt a rush of relief. At last, he was free. After he was buried, after he somehow managed to get away, after Yang Yan finally settled down and began a new life, that experience still gave him nightmares night after night. He would wake up drenched in sweat. With the help of a friend, he hid in a small town, bought a home, and acquired a few acres of farmland. As he recovered and slowly put that terror behind him, one day, Yang Yan decided to go out and pull weeds in the fields for a change. He overdid it and became dizzy, and a pair of hands reached out from beside him to steady him. Suddenly, a fear he hadn’t felt in a long time seized Yang Yan, and his heart began to pound wildly. No. The black spots in front of his eyes slowly faded. This couldn’t be! He slowly made out the person before him, and at the same time, heard his voice. “Yang Yan.” Just two words. It felt as though all the blood in Yang Yan’s body had frozen. All his nightmares, Nalan Jin, stood right in front of him. The demon slowly smiled at him, a crazed, excited look spreading across his pale face as he whispered like a ghost. “I found you.” His precious treasure. Note: The title and blurb may change. This is a melodramatic, forced-love story about coercion and possessiveness, and it’s very tacky! New upcoming novel: Which Emperor Did You Drop? Please add it to your collection! Is it the big one, or the little one? 01 Chang Ling was cursed. The curse was called Hanahaki disease, and it was supposedly caused by unrequited love. That was a disaster, because Chang Ling loved someone he absolutely shouldn’t: the supreme ruler himself. To save his life, he had no choice but to obey a suddenly appearing System and struggle to complete its tasks. 02 One day, on his way home after work, Chang Ling ran into a brash, reckless young man named Mu Shan Chi. At a glance, the young man’s face looked uncannily like the emperor’s, and Chang Ling impulsively stepped in to protect him. The young man’s temperament was at times as fierce as fire, at times as wild as a storm. “You like him?” At dusk that day, the sixteen- or seventeen-year-old boy saw through Chang Ling’s feelings and laughed recklessly from atop the wall. “How about I help you?” He jumped down from the wall and grabbed Chang Ling by the collar. “In return, you’re not allowed to run from me anymore.” Chang Ling shook his head, but Mu Shan Chi didn’t listen. The worst part was that from that day on, the emperor, who had always been distant and cold, really did start showing Chang Ling some concern. As it turned out, the young man had an extraordinary background. He was a member of the imperial family too. Chang Ling brought wine to visit the young man, hoping to persuade him to stop acting this way. But the boy only grinned and asked, “Where’s my thank-you gift?” Wine? He said that wasn’t nearly enough. He wanted more! 03 Having Hanahaki disease and coughing up flowers at any time and place caused a great deal of trouble. Chang Ling became a frail beauty in everyone’s eyes, and he also had to deal with Mu Shan Chi’s bizarre ideas. With Mu Shan Chi’s “help,” Chang Ling’s peaceful life turned upside down. Although Mu Shan Chi looked like the emperor, his personality was completely different: wild, wanton, arrogant, and reckless, like a blade with its edge bared. And His Majesty? He must be a boulder, Chang Ling thought. A boulder hard as iron and cold as ice, that no one could move. Only now did Chang Ling realize that he had been comparing Mu Shan Chi to His Majesty. The petals he coughed up had also begun to change in strange ways, as if they were gradually taking on Mu Shan Chi’s colors. 04 Chang Ling was relaxed and at ease around Mu Shan Chi. When he laughed, he looked like the bright, clear moon. Gongcheng Qian had seen Chang Ling relaxed and natural, and witnessed his easygoing, friendly manner. Now, watching Chang Ling kneeling humbly before him, he was seized by a wicked impulse. How could that be? That adoring, obedient gaze couldn’t belong to Mu Shan Chi alone! Gongcheng Qian held Chang Ling’s chin and spoke softly. “Do you like me?” Meeting Chang Ling’s startled gaze, as if his every word mattered more than anything else, he smiled with satisfaction. Gongcheng Qian lowered his head, breathing in the increasingly strong floral scent on Chang Ling. “Shh... I don’t mind.” Don’t play favorites. Even if you meet the younger version of me, you should like me best, right? 【The title and blurb are provisional】 Theme: Face challenges with a positive attitude and save yourself from danger after danger!